Ghosts of Lights Past

Not imaginary. Not fiction.. Reality. My feelings. My thoughts. Me...

I barely thought of you today

Regarding that it was my first day

I thought of you in the morning

when all was quiet and still.

I thought of our last night's talk

being our last one. The words, the gestures of it all. 

So beautiful yet painful. You were perfect till the end.

Then I was busy at work

A lot was going on

Then I went out

Busy again

Kept talking about everything but you

Didn't think of you

I let go of you at that point. My mind was elsewhere. Forgotten.

Not quite happy. But forgotten.

In the afternoon you called

Oh I was so happy that you called

That I spoke to you

That I heard your voice

That indeed you cared to call. Just like you said you would.

Then I went out again

And all was well

Until I saw the lights..

The shops with all the lights

And I remembered how we once walked past these lights

How you showed me and talked to me about every single one of them

Their story, their background, their style. All of it. All of it you explained. For each and every one of them.

Oh and how I listened to your every word; even though none of it was a business of my own.

I loved their story. Their background. What they stood up for. Because it was

your passion. Your job. Your profession.

And oh how you shared every little detail of it with me. 

How you wanted me to learn your world

To understand it.

To be with you in it.

I remembered it all.

And then, it hurt once more...

But soon after, I heard from you again. 

You texted me.

I talked to you once more.

And then, all was well again...

Reviews

[Lovecraft]

I really like the title, it grabs your attention. It's pretty good with a melancholic and slightly dark streak throughout. But then the Lights come on.

Good job Kat! Two Thumbs Up!

[The AshKat Projects]

Wow thanks! It really means a lot :D

[Brokensoul]

I like the story that you told via verse.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I can relate to this at a greater level.. You feel empty when you don't get to talk to the one you love.. It feels like a void that you are travelling in.. But all gets normal as if nothing happened when you get back in touch.. Until the next time.. Nicely expressed emotions! I liked reading this..

[Georgios Bourlos]

last stanza was bit of redundant.. other than that ..thumbs up